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. They greeted him
warmly, and even Ruberik unbent his spine - just a little, for
a brief moment - to nod his respect toward his brother.
Flint, in turn, introduced them to Perian, who stood at his
side. Bertina gave her a scrutinizing glance, but was satisfied
enough with the mountain dwarf to give her a cheerful
hello.
"What about the mountain dwarves?" asked Tybalt. "Ba-
salt told us that they're on the move already. How far have
they gotten?"
Flint looked to Basalt in surprise and the young harrn held
up his hand, showing the steel-banded ring on his finger. "It
was easy, with this," he explained. "I teleported down the
road until I saw 'em marching toward the shore of Stone-
hammer Lake. That was early last night. I was afraid they'd
attack this morning, before you could get here."
"Hey - cut that out!" At the sound of the irate voice, Flint
looked around to see another young dwarf chasing a pair of
Aghar who had snatched his shovel while he rested from the
rigors of excavation. "Give that back to me, you little runts,
or I'll rip yer ears off!"
Somehow, Flint wasn't surprised to find gully dwarves at
the other end of the rebuke
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